Dennis Leclair

Lyrics

Ride into a bar, women stare at me Looking for a six-pack ripped hard body Glide on over to the lucky few They say, Big Daddy move over, you're spoiling our view Hey girls don’t you know what you're missing I've got everything you need I've got a six-pack baby, in my fridge I look real ripped honey, in my ripped jeans And my body is oh so hard, to get out of this bar My body’s so hard My body’s … Out on the dance floor, doing my thing Move like Elvis, look like the King Girl you missed your chance to feel the desire Of my six-pack, ripped hard body on fire Hey honies I know what you're missing I've got everything you need I've got a six-pack baby, in my fridge I look real ripped honey, in my ripped jeans And my body is oh so hard, to get out of this bar My body’s so hard, to get out of this bar My body’s so hard Hey baby I what you’re missing I've got everything you need I've got a six-pack baby, in my fridge I look real ripped honey, in my ripped jeans And my body is oh so hard, to get out of this bar Girl you missed your chance to ride on my Harley Feel my six-pack ripped hard body on fire Girl you missed your chance to ride on my Harley Feel my six-pack ripped hard body on fire Girl you missed your chance to feel the desire of my six pack …………. Look out … this is going to hurt.............. call a doctor baby!